78% through Mockingjay
I had to stop reading Mockingjay for a full day because I wanted to slap the shit out of Katniss for becoming useless when she finally twigged to how President Evil was using baker boy. Yeah, girl, the whole world is on fire and you fall apart because of one of your stupid totallynotboyfriends. Your laserlike focus on your personal loyalties (only cute when it's Kara Thrace, girl, and you are no Kara Thrace) when the fate of your people hangs in the balance, well, it's driving me batshit, to be honest.
(I'm up to the point where they're being chased through the tunnel system by whatever the hell is hissing "Katniss," which I haven't seen yet. I hope it's not as unintentionally hilarious as the wolf/tribute mutts from book one. No, wait, I totally do!)
I would have resumed reading sooner, had I known I would soon get the satisfaction of this:
Katniss: Author-mouthpiece anti-war speechification
Morwen: *eye roll*
Person in crowd: *shoots Katniss*
Morwen: LOL
Yes, I am a bad person.
Then it took Katniss even longer to figure out that President "Other Side of the Same" Coin wants a dead martyr rather than a living rival. Maybe if she'd spent more time on the big picture and less on her personal soap opera, it wouldn't have taken so long. Sigh.
Hell, I am focused on her personal soap opera, both because she is and because the author is so painfully unsubtle about her standard-issue dystopias. I mean, having a character spell out "bread and circuses" for us on the one hand, and on the other having the drab, overly regimented society actually tattoo people's daily schedules on their arms? MAKE IT STOP. (Then I think, Morwen, it's not as if the Republic of Gilead were even remotely subtle, and you loved The Handmaid's Tale. But Suzanne Collins is no Margaret Atwood.)
Also, everything about the brainwashed-baker-boy plot line makes me want to put myself out of this misery.
(This entry was originally posted at my dreamwidth.)
(I'm up to the point where they're being chased through the tunnel system by whatever the hell is hissing "Katniss," which I haven't seen yet. I hope it's not as unintentionally hilarious as the wolf/tribute mutts from book one. No, wait, I totally do!)
I would have resumed reading sooner, had I known I would soon get the satisfaction of this:
Katniss: Author-mouthpiece anti-war speechification
Morwen: *eye roll*
Person in crowd: *shoots Katniss*
Morwen: LOL
Yes, I am a bad person.
Then it took Katniss even longer to figure out that President "Other Side of the Same" Coin wants a dead martyr rather than a living rival. Maybe if she'd spent more time on the big picture and less on her personal soap opera, it wouldn't have taken so long. Sigh.
Hell, I am focused on her personal soap opera, both because she is and because the author is so painfully unsubtle about her standard-issue dystopias. I mean, having a character spell out "bread and circuses" for us on the one hand, and on the other having the drab, overly regimented society actually tattoo people's daily schedules on their arms? MAKE IT STOP. (Then I think, Morwen, it's not as if the Republic of Gilead were even remotely subtle, and you loved The Handmaid's Tale. But Suzanne Collins is no Margaret Atwood.)
Also, everything about the brainwashed-baker-boy plot line makes me want to put myself out of this misery.
(This entry was originally posted at my dreamwidth.)